This is a song about "Catching body s"

To you that after this you'd be through, like catching bird flu two

Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you

Bad, just like an 80's car

You get close but no cigar

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

If i got life left i'm not catching my breath

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

Rioting with two .45's on me residing to the side of me like body guards who'd fight for me//

It´s the battle of life

I used to have a nine to five

Get the zippo and spark the shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!